¹³ My God, make them like tumbleweed; Like chaff before the wind.

⁵ Let them be as chaff before the wind, Yahweh's angel driving them on.

¹⁸ That they are as stubble before the wind, As chaff that the storm carries away?

²⁴ Therefore will I scatter them, as the stubble that passes away, by the wind of the wilderness.

²⁴ Yes, they have not been planted; yes, they have not been sown; yes, their stock has not taken root in the earth: moreover he blows on them, and they wither, and the whirlwind takes them away as stubble.

²⁵ Will you harass a driven leaf? Will you pursue the dry stubble?

¹² His winnowing fork is in his hand, and he will thoroughly cleanse his threshing floor. He will gather his wheat into the barn, but the chaff he will burn up with unquenchable fire."

² Who has raised up one from the east, whom he calls in righteousness to his foot? he gives nations before him, and makes him rule over kings; he gives them as the dust to his sword, as the driven stubble to his bow.

¹² Ah, the uproar of many peoples, who roar like the roaring of the seas; and the rushing of nations, that rush like the rushing of mighty waters!

¹³ The nations shall rush like the rushing of many waters: but he shall rebuke them, and they shall flee far off, and shall be chased as the chaff of the mountains before the wind, and like the whirling dust before the storm.

¹⁴ At evening, behold, terror; [and] before the morning they are no more. This is the portion of those who despoil us, and the lot of those who rob us.

¹¹ Why do you draw back your hand, even your right hand? Take it out of your pocket and consume them!

¹² Yet God is my King of old, Working salvation in the midst of the earth.

¹ > Let God arise! Let his enemies be scattered! Let them who hate him also flee before him.

² As smoke is driven away, So drive them away. As wax melts before the fire, So let the wicked perish at the presence of God.

⁴ You are my King, God. Command victories for Jacob!

¹ > My God, my God, why have you forsaken me? Why are you so far from helping me, and from the words of my groaning?

⁷ In the greatness of your excellency, you overthrow those who rise up against you: You send forth your wrath. It consumes them as stubble.